The Son Always Rises, but the Daughter Sleeps In: A tale of OPB*

*Other People's Boogers

Thursday, December 30, 2004

Christmas is over and Eric was a total trooper. He helped open the presents and he thoroughly enjoyed putting the used wrapping paper into the trash. Rich got him a bear about three times his size and he gave the bear lots of snuggles. It's just too cute. During the second family Christmas that we host, he sat at the table and ate dinner with everybody and then he played with his new train while we opened presents. He was just so good. He lasted nearly an hour before he started to run around the first floor of the house.

Then we put him down for the night and he crashed.

meanwhile, we're trying to pin down a contractor for our Harrison street project. We went over there yesterday morning to meet with this contractor named 'Steve.' I think he'll be OK if we end up using him. I'm just really worried we won't be able to do this for the budget we have. It's not a lot of square footage, but everything is so expensive. I hope we're not biting off more than we can chew.

About Me

My name is Margaret, but people that knew me before 1988 usually call me Meg. I grew up in The People's Republic of Cambridge and I used to live next door in Somerville. (Which is much cooler than Cambridge these days despite a conspicuous lack of public green-space). I graduated from Sarah Lawrence College in 1992, and to this day I have mixed feelings about that. I I'm married to a fabulously handsome and kind man and I have 2 really neat kids. We also have 2 cats and live in a Victorian in Melrose with a huge porch. I consider myself the luckiest person in the world most of the time. I have a lot of love and stability in my life. It may be unearned, but it is reciprocated and appreciated.